Well, it's not my fault that you can't manage your money.' You threw away my purse.' I thought it was an enemy.
Obert SkyeMercury dropped the purple car and shot up into the air, whistling like a shooting star. The woman in the car next to me looked up at me like I was a superhero. I smiled at her and jumped down, trying to be smooth. I landed wrong and went sliding on my face. I glanced back at her. She appeared less impressed than before.
Obert Skye